I open my eyes...i still can feel the warmth of your hug...it gives me peace...i run to the window and look at the dark sky...i see this bright star twinkling mischievously...i must be you...
"Thank you for comforting me...." I whispered to the sky and tears of joy started falling...you helped me understand that angels come for a little while...and I know this is true, because you were one...
"You must be missing your precious Roo, now you can keep my Booboo with you..." i entrusted my baby to you and i felt you smiled...
I feel blessed and I'm getting over my loss...but tell me...how to live knowing that you are gone?...i see you up there in the sky...guess i will never be ready to say goodbye...
Thank you for everything my precious Jjong...
You are my pride..
I love you...
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° Warmth °
Non-FictionWas it a dream or were you there really with me?... When Booboo left me at only 7 months old my world collapsed and you came to comfort me. I felt the warmth of your hug and your warm breath...